Lyrics

She's a late night TV addict
She’ll watch whatever's on the air
A late-late show fanatic in the late night TV glare
There were four of us in the kitchen
We were drinking wine and tea
Someone went to Barbara's room and softly called to me
Hey, look what Barbara’s doing
Come and see what can't be seen
So we stayed up ‘til the early morning watching Barbara dream

She was just dreaming, dreaming
But she was making up her own show on the TV screen
Dreaming, dreaming
And when nothing that you see is what it seems
There’s nothing quite as real as what you dream

And in the dream of our lives were blended
All of Barbara's friends
We were all that she pretended to believe we might have been
And we were floating in some canyon
We were lifting with the breeze
We were just as strange as she was; we were doing as she pleased
Hey, that never happened
You say that's just your dreams
No, nothing’s really like that except in some drug-crazed extremes

And when you're dreaming, dreaming
When you’re making up your own show on the TV screen
Dreaming, dreaming
And when nothing that you see is what it seems
There’s nothing quite as real as what you dream